Hey guys! Now the dodgebrawl is over and the first couple (AHEM!) is been split up by fate, the story continues! And sorry again for grammar errors, and such.
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Paige decided when she woke up to use some of her cherry red lipstick.
When she got out of the camper for breakfast, she saw Phill and Chris were arm wrestling.
"And I suppose I'm the card girl?"
"Well you could start hanging around with only wearing a bikini- ow!"
Phill won and did the happy danced Paige thought him. Chris folded his arms and pouted.
"Anyway what's the challenge for today?" Paige asked Chris before sitting by the table.
"A talent show."
Chris couldn't believe his ears as he heard Paige singing.
"NEVER GONNA MAKE YOU UP, NEVER GONNA BRING YOU DOWN, NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU!"
"I think I got rick rolled."
"You're darn right, Maclean." Paige said happily and pressed on a button on her tape recorder. The famous rick roll song was heard.
Chris shaked his head slowly. "What songs do you have more on that thing?"
"The sonic theme, this song, and many others." Paige smiled dark.
A few hours later, Paige sat down on at the audience seats, looking to the left; the Killer Bass practising with Courtney as leader, and on the right: the Screaming Gophers arguing with each other. She watched Gwen walking away with her sketchpad, and Heather making wild arm gestures.
Poor Gwen, Paige thought. When she looked at the amfi theatre, it looked like it was built in a hurry. She looked at the teams, but they were out of hearing distance. She climbed on the stage and stared at the empty audience seats. Then she stretched out her right arm, like she was carrying a skull with it.
"To be or not to be, that's the question."
Paige laughed. Then she placed her left hand over her heart.
"Romeo, oh Romeo! Where are thou?"
"Just here, honey."
Paige looked shocked down, and saw Chris standing in front of the podium.
"Shouldn't you be torturing campers?" Paige asked, getting red.
"Shouldn't you be borrowing my hair products?" Chris replied.
"Like I should do that, you'd kill me." Paige sat down.
Chris rolled his eyes. "I know you want me."
Now it was Paige's turn to smirk. "Yeah, I only want you to do your host thing, and leave me alone."
Paige jumped of the stage, what was 5'7 feet tall, and almost fell before re-earning her balance. Luckily Chris caught her. "Are you sure you don't want me?"
Paige smiled. In her fantasy she saw herself standing in the same position with Chris, only she was wearing a beautiful sea blue maid gown, and Chris was wearing a lame, aqua coloured prince suit. Suddenly a dragon popped up who looked awfully familiar to Chef.
Paige snapped back to the reality when Chris was waving his hand before her eyes.
"Hello, Chris from Earth to Paige? Answer me?"
"Houston, we got a problem." Paige replied.
Chris smiled. "Paige?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you want to host tonight's show with me?"
Paige looked at Chris. She never saw him like this.
She shrugged. "Why not, but on one condition:"
"And that will be?"
"Don't make a fool outta me."
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Paige went to the Screaming Gophers to check out their stuff. She saw Beth with flaming bats. When the one was in the air, everyone ducked behind the tables by turning them.
"I kinda miss by catching them."
The baton burned a hole in the ground, and the other one was putting the bushes on fire.
"Eh, guys, the bush is on fire." Trent announced.
Justin jumped out of the communal bathrooms with a fire extinguisher and retro sunglasses.
He putted out the fire and LeShawna tossed him a bottle of water. He pulled out his T-shirt and all the girls (and Owen) were almost drooling in awe.
"So I think it's me, Trent and… Justin. Any objections?" Heather asked the others, dressed in a silly pink tutu. Everyone shaked his head. Paige watched Justin in awe.
How hot he was. She'd interview him next.
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Name and age?
I'm Justin and I'm a sweet sixteen.
So you do talk! Anyway, why did you join total drama island?
To let all the viewers enjoy my enormous sexiness.
I've seen prettier people. What do you think of the other campers?
P-prettier people?! (Justin's eye starts twitching) I-I think the other c-campers are o-okay-y
What do you think of the challenge?
…
Justin? Oh yeah, you don't talk that often. Anyway you got a crush on one of the girls? Because they seem interested in you…
I don't mind as long they're good looking.
By the way, are those biceps real or just botox? It looks fake.
(Justin starts to cry)
(face palm) And another ruined interview. Anyway thanks for your time and good luck tonight!
(Justin runs crying away)
-
Paige sat down pouting on the little stairs of the podium. She looked at het note block. Another screwed up interview.
Gotta hope her boss won't fire her if he finds out. But he didn't fire her when she broke the copy machine, or putted the water tap on fire or was watching Brainiac episodes on the computer instead of writing articles.
Phill walked up to her. "Hey, what's wrong?"
"I screwed up another interview."
"So what? This is reality tv." Phill putted his hat right.
"People always do odd things. It's okay."
Paige smiled at his words.
"I think I'm going to get ready to host the show tonight."
Phill laughed. "Cool."
-
Inside the camper she had thrown all her clothes she brought on the bed.
Not a dress, nor a skirt. She picked up a grey top. Grey looked good on her, that made her red hair burst out more. Quickly she locked the door and shut the windows. Image that: Chris would walk in just when she was standing there in her bra and undies… How embarrassing.
She unlocked the door, and putted away the sun screen for the windows. She went outside and saw Chris chatting with Chef.
"Hi Paige" Chef muttered, he still hadn't forgotten their first day.
"Paaaaige, you look good girl." Chris grinned and leaned backward in his chair.
Paige grinned back, and turned on her heels. She was wearing heels, and that was rare. Paige never wore heels, you can't run on them. But you can kick ass with it.
"Should I change or not?" Paige looked at herself, and then at Chris who was staring at her chest.
"N-no, not at all.." Chris managed.
"Quit staring pervert," Paige snapped back. She wanted to walk down the little stairs, but fell.
Luckily Chris caught her.
"Are you sure you can walk on those… things?"
"No problem!" Paige said.
It was a problem. At the performing part, Paige went flat on her face. She raised a finger.
'I'm okay!"
"Yeah… Welcome to camp Wawanakwa talent contest!"
"Where the performing campers hardly try to not humiliate themselves." Paige found out that standing next to Chris the safest was.
"First one up for the screaming gophers, is Justin!" Chris swung his arm to the right, what made Paige fall. When Chris helped her up, she stared in Justin's eyes.
Justin began to cry again, and sucking his thumb in the fetus position on stage.
Chris looked in shock at him and so did the rest of his team and the other team.
LeShawna and Izzy began to yell.
"Come on Justin!"
"What's going on really hot dude?"
When Justin went off, Chris announced DJ was up next for the Killer Bass.
When DJ almost tripped, Paige snorted. She heard Izzy muttering.
"My rattle snake dance is so much better." She folded her arms.
Poor Izzy, Paige thought.
" I hope that Trent will help the Screaming Gophers earn some points, because for so far Justin's act sucked."
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Confession cam: Justin
(Justin is uncontrollably sobbing and blowing his nose)
-
Almost all the girls went "D'awww" when the song was finished.
"Well, well, Trent, that earned you an eight on the Chef's meter! Way to go bro! Now give me back my spotlight." Chris pushed Trent off stage. Paige giggled softly as she stood besides Chris.
"Next one up, for the Killer Bass: Bridgette!" Paige swung her arm to the left and accidently knocked over Chris.
"Chris are you all right?" Paige went trough her knees and fell also thanks to her high heels.
"I'm okay!"
When they were off stage, Bridgette went on the stage walking on her hands. She let out a huge burp. Owen and Cody exchanged approved smiles. Then Bridgette burped again… And barfed. She barfed on Owen. On Katie and Sadie. And on LeShawna. Katie barfed. Bridgette slipped on the bard and landed on Tyler's lap what made Lindsay fume.
"Barf on your own boyfriend!"
"On your own what, Lindsay?" Heather asked mad.
"I did not say boyfriend!"
"Well, we're back when the barf is cleaned up!" Chris said with his fingers on his nose to avoid the disquieting smell.
-
Paige sat backstage with Chris, behind the curtain waiting for Chef to clean it up.
"Yuck."
"Paige?"
"Yes?"
"Please do me a favour…"
"And what would that happen to be?" Paige swung her leg over her other one.
"Put some flat shoes on."
Paige frowned and looked into the wood.
"No."
-
After the show continued, Heather read out of Gwen's journal in front of the whole world. Paige saw peeking trough the curtains Gwen running away.
She saw Courtney and Bridgette stressed seeking in their team for one who could performance. So they picked Harold since Geoff broke his board.
"Next one up, Harold for the Killer Bass!" Paige lifted her arm to the right, until Harold slowly walked up. Paige tried to walk off, but fell again flat on her face.
"I'm okay!"
After some wicked beat-boxing, the Killer Bass won! Paige wrote it down in her note block.
She Paige clapped, and the Screaming Gophers looked annoyed at Justin.
Trent looked around for Gwen.
"Shall I help?" Paige asked.
"Why not, but I think you should take that heels off."
"You're right, hold on." Paige kicked off her heels.
"Why did you actually wear those?" Trent asked her.
"Well I thought that a hostess would wear it… I think I'm staying with interviewing campers." Trent laughed.
"I think Chris likes you."
Paige was happy that it was already dark. "Don't joke with me, ok? I can get you kicked off this show."
Trent rolled his eyes. "Sure. Hey, ya think Gwen's there?" he whispered.
Paige pushed him forwards into some bushes.
At the yelp she heard that Trent was right, and Paige walked back.
After the bonfire ceremony she didn't saw Justin, so he must've been voted off.
When Paige was about to go to sleep, she saw Chris leaning with her heels against the camper.
"Forgot something?"
Paige rolled her eyes "You can keep them. They only make me fall."
"-for my charms?"
"Whatever works for you, Maclean."
Chris sighed. "Will you just say Chris? Maclean is the name of my old man."
Paige applauded. "Can you get away, I want to sleep." But Chris blocked the entrance.
Then Paige took her heel back.
"Now get away or else I'll ram this heel into your eye!!"
Chris gulped and stepped aside. "Whatever you want, milady."
Paige lifted her arm and started to chase Chris with her heels.
When he tripped over a brange that was fallen from a tree, he swore Paige could get come from a horror movie with that expression.
"All right, all right."
"You promise to stop being annoying, arrogant and perverted?"
"That's not what I was going to say, bra."
"Then what?"
Chris got up. "I thought we had a truce."
"Hmm, let's say the truce is over so I can bore this heel into your eye?"
"NO!"
"What then?"
"Would you like to go out with me?"
-
When Chris woke up, he was tied up upside down on a wooden pole at the Screaming Gopher's cabin.